Two Thousand Three Hundred and Ninety-Two "King"
Uruk, the tower of the gods.
On the top floor here, there is a room between kings.
Under the leadership of Mei Lin, Luo Zhen and his party came here without hindrance.
In fact, there is no need for Merlin to lead them.
Because Luo Zhen and his party were not the only people who entered here, there were also witches and civil servants who seemed to be in a hurry running back and forth, making this place exude an urgent workplace atmosphere.
One by one, the civil servants were holding clay tablets, queuing up one after another, and standing in front of a throne.
On the throne, there is a person sitting.
It was a young king wearing revealing and luxurious clothes, with gold ornaments and armor all over his body, and gold gauntlets on his hands, giving people a luxurious, extravagant and extravagant feeling.
The young king also wore a crown-like cloth hat on his head, and a pair of jewel-like red eyes. He looked extremely handsome, but his aura and temperament were so noble and terrifying that one couldn't help but feel The urge to bow your head or even kneel.
Such a young king was sitting on the throne, holding a clay tablet in his hand, while reading the written information recorded on the clay tablet, he gave instructions in a majestic voice.
"The weapons reserve on the front side is no longer enough. Let the Laham Brothers on the east side step up their forging. Before dark today, we must carry 500 guns, 1,200 arrows and 300 shields over there. If this amount is enough, let them invite their father and uncle out of the mountain, although those two are old, they are both good at smelting, and they will be able to catch up in time."
"Isn't the grain harvest time yet? I remember it was during this period, right? Let me move out the spare emergency food first. Yes, it is the batch that is hoarded in the basement of the West District. It just arrives and I don't need it." If it is broken, it will be broken, this king has already figured it out, and now is the time."
"The conscription exam is about to start, right? It's already reached the point where you can't get enough recruits, isn't it? Have you lowered the standard for conscription? Show me the list... Hum, who signed up? The number of people is thirty-seven. This number can be regarded as a solution to the urgent need, but what happened to Marty who also signed up? Isn't she a girl? And if I remember correctly, she is only ten years old this year? Which idiot registered it? Do you really think this king is stupid? If it weren’t for the recent shortage of civil servants, this king would definitely cut off that idiot’s head! Cross out his name immediately!”
"What is this? Who made the clay tablet? The order is all messed up, so the efficiency of reporting, recording, and even reading will be reduced by more than 30%. Return it to the king and tell the secretary,
Next time I have to make clay boards according to the specification given by the king last time. That is the specification used in future human schools for students to write self-criticisms. It will be applicable for thousands of years. Haven’t learned it yet? Then hurry up! "
"The group of miscellaneous cultivators in the witch's place have caused trouble for the king again. They all said that this time is a war that humans must face in person. Don't try to summon gods again. Have you forgotten how much trouble you summoned last time?" A bunch of idiots! Immediately order them to stop the ceremony immediately! Otherwise, the king will paint a beard on the statue of Ishtar in the temple!"
Instructions like this were issued from the mouth of the young king one after another, and at a very fast speed.
It is conceivable how efficiently the other party handles affairs and with what precision they issue instructions.
Luo Zhen was shocked.
"Good guy, this is a rhythm that can be mastered by one hand, ranging from trivial family matters to the survival of the country."
Fortunately, the population of the country in this era is at best the scale of 10,000 people. Otherwise, if every king works with this precision, they may all die from overwork.
No, even at this level, it is enough to cause death from overwork, right?
"It's... really worthy of being the oldest king in human history."
Matthew was also shocked, and all the rest was respect.
As of now, there is no need to emphasize it any more.
The person on the throne is none other than Gilgamesh.
"This is Gilgamesh who has returned as a virtuous king?"
Merlin stood beside Luo Zhen and Matthew, and made a sound as if he was surprised by the scene in front of him.
"Leave off the aura and violence of being a hero king, revive the blood of a magician, and return as an unparalleled wise king. Only such Gilgamesh can perform the miracle of "Summoning Heroes", He also has the qualifications to achieve the crown, if this disaster happened when he was still the King of Heroes, then the human race would have perished, right?"
Gilgamesh when he was the King of Heroes may be much stronger than when he was the King of Virtue, but that king would never protect mankind or the country behind the scenes, he would only rush to the front line like an unprecedented brave man, go out to fight In the end, the Sumerian kingdom was leaderless and scattered, and it perished early under the attack of the army of monsters.
Only Gilgamesh, who returned as a wise king, has the ability to lead all mankind to resist this disaster.
As I said, this is a war that human beings must face in person.
If it is impossible to lead the human race, then no matter how strong the King of Heroes is, they will only be enraged in front of the
At that time, human history will completely collapse, and this singularity can no longer be repaired.
"The reason why this era can continue to continue is all thanks to King Gilgamesh. There is no problem." Merlin spread his hands and said, "Now that you finally see the king, what are you going to do?" ?”
How to do it?
Does that need to be said?
Of course it was a direct conversation.
but...
"Wang looked so busy that he didn't even notice us coming, can we really interrupt?"
Matthew became a little timid.
I have to say that now is indeed not the time to interrupt.
Gilgamesh didn't even pay attention to this side, and was still giving orders to the civil servants.
"This king knows that there is a shortage of soldiers on the front line, but the recruits are still training. If they are not trained enough, don't let them go to the battlefield. Otherwise, they will just feed the monsters for nothing. How about we transfer some troops from the east gate to the front line?" Go to the side, there should be remaining troops..."
Gilgamesh gave instructions like this, although he was so busy, he was quite organized.
Seeing Gilgamesh like this, Rozen suddenly spoke up.
"No, although there are some remaining troops in the east gate, it is not the time to transfer them away, because there was a battle there yesterday, and the leader of the monsters summoned all the monsters in that area. A lot of monsters have gathered, and they will bear the brunt of attacking the east gate soon, so instead of transferring the troops from the east gate, it is better to transfer the troops from the west gate, which has a relatively small number of monsters."
When such a voice sounded from Luo Zhen's mouth, all the movements in the entire royal hall stopped abruptly.
"Pre-Senior?"
Matthew's eyes widened.
"Huh?"
Merlin made a sound with admiration.
"..."
Anna couldn't help but look at Rozen.
Luo Zhen just stared forward, looking in the direction of the throne.
There, including the civil servants, everyone looked at this side in amazement.
And on the throne, Gilgamesh also stopped.
Wang turned his head slowly and looked over.
The two eyes met immediately.
Inside, he is in good spirits.
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